Perhaps when he came, Yan Liben still had the idea of taking care of errands and playing three poles when the dates were gone. But by this time, he had already changed his mentality. He took the brush and wanted to write down every sentence.
Ah, if this Lord Marquis hadn't just spoken freely, every word he said today would be a standard for him to refer to when building the city during this trip.
The kind that is hard to find.
Information like rivers and oasis can be investigated, but the minerals underneath can be investigated clearly in a short while?
If I didn't have this map as a reference, it would take me several years to go there by myself, and I wouldn't even be able to understand it so clearly.
Comparing it with the map, Wang Zi'an spoke in general terms, and then said with a smile.
"I have never been to Mobei. Compared with my memory, the location of the river and oasis may have changed. The location and situation of the minerals under Shanxia should not have any major changes. You will know if you go and investigate for yourself. ——In fact, with your talent, there is no need to be nervous at all, just use local materials and recruit locally..."
Yan Liben nodded repeatedly, carefully put away his notes, looked at the simple map drawn by Wang Zi'an, and said tentatively with caution.
"Master Marquis, I don't know if I can give this map to my subordinate..."
Seeing Yan Liben's cautious attitude, fearing that he would refuse, Wang Zi'an couldn't help but laugh, and complained in his heart.
If my geography teacher knew that his impulsive feat could be regarded as a treasure by a great painter like you, would he laugh out of his dreams?
"It's not something valuable. If you don't mind it, just take it -"
The prince nodded happily.
But this random drawing will make even my geography teacher despise it in future generations. Moreover, speaking of it, this great painter will go to Mobei next spring to work as a cow and a horse, and he still has a part of his own share of the blame.
Seeing that Wang Zi'an agreed so easily, Yan Liben couldn't help but be overjoyed, stood up and bowed respectfully.
"Thank you, Lord Marquis, for your generous gift——"
This thing is a priceless treasure.
With this, I no longer have to sleep in the open air, brave the severe cold, and wander around Mobei for field surveys. This is a huge favor——
Thinking of this, Yan Liben said seriously.
"The Marquis has given you such a generous gift, but I can't repay it with my subordinates. From now on, if the Marquis gives you orders, just speak up, and you will not refuse within your ability..."
Wang Zi’an:……
Ah, this——
If I ask you to paint a few murals for me, is that considered a favor?
Doesn't it make me look petty?
While he was complaining in his heart, Princess Changle who was sitting aside seemed to suddenly think of something. She clapped her little hands in sudden realization, blinked her big eyes, and suggested kindly.
"Oh, Shaojian Yan, why do you have to do it later? Aren't you good at painting? Chang'an Hou Zhengchou can't find anyone to help him paint. Can't you just help him paint a few paintings-"
When Yan Liben heard this, his eyes lit up and he looked at Wang Zi'an with a guilty conscience.
"Xiaguan has no other talents. He is only good at painting. If the Marquis does not dislike it, I am willing to serve the Marquis——"
He was feeling uneasy. This map from the Marquis of Chang'an was a generous gift. It was hard to get even ten thousand dollars. Could it be compared to a few of his paintings?
When Wang Zian heard this, he was overjoyed.
It was as if someone gave me a pillow when I was dozing off. In exchange for a simple broken map, I got this boss's handwritten painting. This business made a lot of money.
If it can be preserved and passed on to future generations, I am afraid that this Marquis Mansion will not become a tourist destination for calligraphers and painters.
"So, it's disturbing——"
The two people hit it off immediately, and everyone thought they had gotten a big deal this time.
Yan Liben was slightly shocked when he learned that Wang Zi'an wanted to paint some murals in the living room.
His paintings are not ordinary paintings. Nowadays, they are hard to find in Chang'an City. No matter how many people line up, they can't get them. And this Marquis actually asked him to paint some decorative murals on the walls of his living room——
He didn't know there was such a thing as an anti-aircraft gun, otherwise he would have felt like the anti-aircraft gun was killing mosquitoes.
Looking at his granddaughter and Wang Zi'an, Li Yuan didn't know how to complain about how they tricked a master-level painter like Yan Liben into painting murals.
You guys don’t take the Grandmaster seriously at all——
But there was no way he could intervene in this matter.
If one is willing to be beaten and the other is willing to suffer, what can I do?
Just do it if you think of it.
He immediately led Yan Liben to walk around the living room that was being renovated, and briefly talked about the general requirements and ideas. Most of the confident look on Yan Liben's face suddenly disappeared.
I wish I could secretly slap myself twice.
It's okay, why are you fooling around? It's over now!
I have no problem with the picture of a beautiful woman holding a jar that others mentioned, but I am not good at the kind of landscape painting with green grass and green mountains and green water——
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It was as if someone gave me a pillow when I was dozing off. In exchange for a simple broken map, I got this boss's handwritten painting. This business made a lot of money.
If it can be preserved and passed on to future generations, I am afraid that this Marquis Mansion will not become a tourist destination for calligraphers and painters.
"So, it's disturbing——"
The two people hit it off immediately, and everyone thought they had gotten a big deal this time.
Yan Liben was slightly shocked when he learned that Wang Zi'an wanted to paint some murals in the living room.
His paintings are not ordinary paintings. Nowadays, they are hard to find in Chang'an City. No matter how many people line up, they can't get them. And this Marquis actually asked him to paint some decorative murals on the walls of his living room——
He didn't know there was such a thing as an anti-aircraft gun, otherwise he would have felt like the anti-aircraft gun was killing mosquitoes.
Looking at his granddaughter and Wang Zi'an, Li Yuan didn't know how to complain about how they tricked a master-level painter like Yan Liben into painting murals.
You guys don’t take the Grandmaster seriously at all——
But there was no way he could intervene in this matter.
If one of them is willing to be beaten and the other is willing to suffer, what can I do?
Just do it if you think of it.
He immediately led Yan Liben to walk around the living room that was being renovated, and briefly talked about the general requirements and ideas. Most of the confident look on Yan Liben's face suddenly disappeared.
I wish I could secretly slap myself twice.
It's okay, why are you fooling around? It's over now!
I have no problem with the picture of a beautiful woman holding a jar that others mentioned, but I am not good at the kind of landscape painting with green grass and green mountains and green water——
